Lunch break

Another hasty entry during my lunch break. This time I’m at home, and although it’s the most stressful hour of the day because I have to make coffee, eat something (mostly some sort of sandwich) and then forcefully relax, I love it. Compared to an hour at the office, where I do nothing else than dumbly hitting the keyboard, this really is action.

Alright, another five minutes and I’m off again, translating gibberish so YOU can open your doors and drawers.